By David Bourne
The Mayor’s Chair in Rye Town Hall provides an interesting conundrum as to its origins. I knew that I had seen the Coat of Arms, that were emblazonned on the back, somewhere before. Continue reading The Mayor’s Chair
The Mayor’s Chair in Rye Town Hall provides an interesting conundrum as to its origins. I knew that I had seen the Coat of Arms, that were emblazonned on the back, somewhere before. Continue reading The Mayor’s Chair
The non human member of the family was a large tabby cat. Although the cat was large its tail was very short. It has, apparently been caught in the front door when it had slammed closed. Although it looked a little ridiculous it did not seem to worry her. She had a habit of lying close to the ground by the step and jumping out at any dog that wandered in the lane. Continue reading A Rye Childhood
This personal account of life and times in the town of Rye, East Sussex, is written some seventy five years later, from memories which are still as bright now as the day they occurred. Continue reading A Rye Childhood
The Railway had reached Ashford, just 18 miles away by 1843. The line to Rye was soon commenced and a great iron swing bridge was constructed over the Rother.
J. L. DEACON F. R. Hist. S. printed the first edition his his amazing “Ancient Rye” early in the 20th. century, the fifth edition hit the bookstands in 1927 and contains this great picture of the Landgate in Georgian times. Continue reading The Landgate In Old Times
During the Napoleonic Wars many prisoners were taken on both sides. Those taken by the British were shipped back to Britain and held in prison hulks and prisons through out the land. Dartmoor Prison was built for this purpose. Continue reading French Officers Escape Through Rye
The Town is a beautiful Prospect to look upon anyway, a convenient Passage into Normandy, famous for Fishing, as good Fish having been brought to Market (before the French spoiled the Fishing grounds) as anywhere in England, …. Samual Jeake 1678. Continue reading Beautiful Prospect to Look Upon
Browsing through your June 2004 issue whilst in the doctor’s waiting-room, I came across two separate articles which dovetailed together to be of particular interest to me. One was “The Amazing Story of a Rye Shipyard” and the other, by Arthur Woodgate, told how the coaster ‘Sara Colebrooke’ was launched at Rock Channel on the day that he was born. Continue reading The Sara Colebrooke Saga
Extracts from the
SATURDAY SEPTEMBER 1, 1894.
Accident.
As the Church Sunday School were passing by the Union at the top of Rye Hill Superintendent J. Brookham, of Ore, was driving past, when one of the banners carried by the children frightened the horse, which turned round and tried to run up the bank, but slipping, it fell over on its side, breaking the shafts. The horse was afterwards got up and found to be little hurt, and luckily the only damage done was the breaking of the shafts. Continue reading South Eastern Advertiser Rye Chronicle
By “Rya”
Pauperism remained an unresolved social problem at the opening of the twentieth century. Social reform in this county was confined to filing the most glaring gaps in the existing social system. The bed-rock of social provision was to be found in the Poor Law, first enacted in the time of the Tudors, and re-enacted Continue reading Pauperism in Rye